Date: Fri, 3 Feb 2017 21:59:14 +0000 (UTC) From: Godia Forit Subject: The Jock and the Tutor Chapter 22 This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If you do down load it please down load the entire chapter including pre/post comments. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. This story also contains nudity, and descriptions of sexual behavior between underage boys. If you are uncomfortable reading such literature, or are not permitted to do so by the laws of your state, then please cease reading this material; the author will not be held responsible for your actions. If you have any comments about this story, please send them to: godia_forit@yahoo.com Because I write multiple stories please put the name of the story in the Subject line. P.S. Please remember that Nifty provides us with this service for your enjoyment. Go to this link and show your appreciation. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Thank You. If you are not interested in the BS skip to the Chapter beginning. I apologize to my avid readers in the LOOOOOONG delay for this Chapter. 2017 was the worst year for me and I hope 2017 is much better. The year began with the guy I work for servicing swimming pools telling me he had throat cancer and would require extensive Chemo and radiation. I had to basically take over everything. His son did help me some and we took on another part time person. For those that do not know I am74 years old and have retired 3 times so this was a major shift for me. He completed his treatment by June and by the end of July he was back to working normally. In August another pool person I know had to have knee replacement surgery and I took over his pools while still helping my boss. The second guy returned to work in November but needed my assistance for a few more weeks. My wife retired in September and that limits the time I can write (she knows nothing about it). In January I re-read all the chapters to get back to writing. (by the way I found some inconsistences that you never told me about but it is too late to change them) I hope to finish this story in one or two more chapters but don't despair I am already considering writing THE JOCK AND TUTOR GOES TO COLLEGE. THE JOCK AND THE TUTOR 22 He didn't say anything. I didn't say anything. All the way to the restaurant it was quiet. I don't know if he thought I had forgiven him but I hadn't. I was thinking about how we can approach this. I'm not comfortable with my own body let alone anyone else seeing me. I'm puny; I'm the 90 pound weakling. My sister, MY SISTER, not only saw me naked but having sex, not just sex but being fucked. Troy pulled into the parking spot and got out. I just sat there. I was so consumed in thought I didn't even realize he had parked. It was only when he came around and opened my door did I realize we had stopped. It was all mechanical. I got out and followed him to the door. He held the door for me and followed behind me. As soon as I saw my sister I stopped. Troy went around me and sat in his spot. Along one side my dad, mom and sister with Robby on the end. On the other side was John, Troy and an empty place for me. That would put me next to Troy and across from my sister. Nope, no way, I can't do it. I picked up the silverware and pulled the chair to the end between John and my dad. Everyone looked at me. You know how I feel about everyone looking at me. No one said a thing. I moved the condiments, placed my silverware in the spot and sat down. I looked down at the table. Mom cleared her throat loudly. I looked at her. Actually everyone looked at her, even people at other tables. She gave me that one eye look; you know the one moms give you when you are in trouble. I gave it right back. She looked away but I knew that was not the end of it. I was not going to look at Rachael. I knew she wanted me to. I looked at Robby. He was looking at me with a smirk that said `you're in trouble'. Why are brothers like that? They get a kick out brother getting in trouble and not them. I guess I am the same way. I picked up the menu and held it so I couldn't see anyone at the table. I didn't want anything to eat. My stomach was churning. The waitress started with my dad and went around the table. When she got to Troy he ordered and then said, pointing to me, "He'll have the French toast and burnt bacon and bring him a glass of Tomato Juice." He remembered what I like to get here. I think he also knew I was not going to order anything. I'm sure the waitress thought it was big brother taking care of me. I wonder what she would have thought if she knew he was my husband. Most of the conversation was about how well Mary was doing. I looked at no one. I said nothing. I looked at my plate and ate. I was glad Troy had ordered for me. Once I started eating my stomach settled and I became hungry. I don't know how it got so late. I looked at the clock and it was 10:45. I jumped up startling everyone. "I have to get to the hospital. Rounds start in 15 minutes." I know I didn't have to officially be there but it became a priority for me. I didn't want to be late. Troy was not finished eating but he immediately got up, wiped his mouth and said, "Let's go." My sister jumped up and hugged me. I did not hug her back. She whispered in my ear. "I'm sorry. I'll call you later when I get back to school." When we got to the car, Troy opened and held the door for me. He went around and got in, started the car and backed out. Neither one of us said anything all the way to the hospital. He pulled up to the front door instead of parking. I had two minutes to get to Keith's office. As I opened the door to get out he said, "We'll talk after rounds. I'll be in my mom's room." I didn't reply. I slammed the door closed and ran to Doctor Patterson's office so I could make rounds on time. The intern assigned to Mrs. Morrison updated us on her condition. She was doing so well that they were going to release her with instructions of complete bedrest. She smiled and held her hand out to me. I took her hand and said, "Complete bedrest. You only get up to use the bathroom. Someone should stay with you in case there is a problem." "I know." She said, "My sister is coming to stay with me. I don't know how to thank you." She started crying. I gave her a hug. She kissed my cheek and recovered. I pulled back, looked her in the eye and said, "You follow their instructions completely. Do you understand?" She nodded, smiled and said, "Yes doctor." No one corrected her, not even Keith. Rounds lasted more than 3 hours. I'm sure glad Troy ordered breakfast for me. The last patient again was Mary. Again Keith gave the chart to me after looking at it himself. There was a note on it that she would be moved to a rehab facility on Monday. I looked at Keith. He smiled. I looked at Mary. She smiled. Evidently she knew and was proud of it. I wondered how we were going to manage being in different places at the same time. I started my report to the interns, "Mary has done so well that she is being moved to a rehab center tomorrow." Troy jumped up and yelled, "REALLY!" He jumped into her arms and hugged her tightly. Then he turned to me. He hugged me so tight I could hardly breathe. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." He said then put a lip lock on me. I melted into his arms. By this time John was holding Mary. I should have still been mad at him. I should be mad for showing this affection in front of the interns. But I felt so good in his arms. I felt so loved. Doctor Patterson cleared his throat. Troy pulled back slightly, looked into my eyes and smiled. I couldn't stop myself from smiling back. He gave me one more peck on the lips then released me. One of the interns said, "I've seen a family happy that the patient was getting out of the hospital but never THAT happy." Everyone roared with laughter. I turned red. We went to my parents for supper. As soon as we were in the door mom pulled me into the kitchen. "You don't need to tell me." She said, "But there are ups and downs to marriage. You have to work through the problems. Talk to each other so you know what the other's needs are." And that was it. I expect her to hammer me with questions but it did not happen. While we were eating my cell phone rang. It was my sister. I knew it would be. I answered but did not say anything. She went on and on about how sorry she was, she hoped she didn't screw up what Troy and I had, how unbelievable we were together, we were meant for each other. She talked for 20 minutes, non-stop, she loves me and Oh, tell mom I made it back safe. She hung up without me ever saying a word. When I disconnected and put the phone back in my pocket everyone was looking at me. They had stopped eating, even John. I hate that. Of course I blushed. Mom said, "Well?" "Rachel made it back safely." I answered. They went back to eating. When we got back home we went straight to bed. We both were silent as we got undressed. I crawled in naked and Troy was right behind me naked also. He put his arm under my head. I snuggled back against him. He put his other arm over me and pulled me tight. "You know I love you more than anything in the world" he said. I pulled his arm tighter against me. I was on the verge of crying but didn't. He went on, "It was stupid, I see that now but then ..." I tried to turn around to kiss him but he held me in place. "Please don't shut me out anymore. Get mad. Yell at me. Do whatever you want but do not lock me out. I didn't sleep at all last night because I thought I lost you forever." I kissed his hand. "I don't ever want to go to bed with you mad at me. If it helps you can kick me in the balls to take your anger out." Finally I said something, "No way, I don't want those balls damaged, they're too important to me." We laid there silent, him holding me. It didn't take long and I could tell Troy was asleep. Deep breaths and letting his grip relax. I turned so my face was in his chest. I loved his scent. It relaxed me and I was soon asleep also. I woke at 5:45. Ugh! Monday morning and back to school. Don't get me wrong I love school but it was a very busy weekend. What with the Thanksgiving holiday, my sister coming home and oh yeah, Troy and I getting married it was hectic. And don't forget our first spat. As much as I hated to I got up. I went in to piss, came back, pulled my underwear on and went down to start the coffee. I never use to let anyone see me in my underwear but it didn't bother me now. John wasn't up so no one saw me anyway. I went back up, turned the shower on then poked Troy. He mumbled something. I went to take my shower. Troy came stumbling in a few minutes later, pissed for 5 minutes then stepped in with me. He wrapped his arms around me and laid his head on top of mine. I think he would have fallen asleep standing there. I turned, gave him a quick peck on the lips and got out. "We still have to talk." I said. "Okay." was the reply I received. I got dressed for school and went downstairs to start breakfast. While I was making breakfast John came out saying, "How is a person supposed to sleep with the smell of coffee all over the house." He poured a cup and sat down. Just as I was finishing breakfast Troy came in fully dressed for school. He came up behind me, wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed me on the neck just below my ear. Does he know what that does to me? A shiver went from the tip of my toes rapidly going up to the top of my head. It went back down to my dick. I was so hard. He turned my head and kissed my lips. I almost fell when he released me because my legs were so weak. Troy had no idea what he just did to me. He went over, poured a cup of coffee and sat at the table waiting for his breakfast. It was a full minute before I recovered. Taking the two plates I delivered breakfast to Troy and John. John saw my condition and smiled. He said, "He has no idea the affect he has on you." "What?" Troy asked. "I didn't do anything." "Then why are my legs weak?" I asked. John laughed. Troy still had no clue. We finished breakfast talking about Mary's move today. My mom was taking John to the hospital so he would be with Mary during her move. We decided that after school Troy would drop me off at the hospital for rounds then go to the rehab center to see his mom. I would call him when I finished so he could pick me up. I went up to brush my teeth and get ready for school while Troy and John cleaned up the kitchen. Troy came in, brushed his teeth, picked up his backpack and said, "Let's go." We were early which is normal for us. We sat in the cafeteria talking with our friends. Sherrie came in, sat down then looked from Troy to me and back again. "Something's different." She said. Just then the bell rang saving us from her figuring it out. Between first and second period she grabbed me in the hall and just looked at me. I didn't know what she was seeing but I could tell she hadn't figured it out yet. At lunch Troy and I were sitting across from each other. Sherrie was on my right and the guys were all sitting in their regular spots. We were talking about the playoff game coming on Friday. It was going to be a good game. Both teams had not lost a game this year. Sherrie was looking at Troy the way she looked at me in the hall earlier. Suddenly she grabbed my left hand and pulled it in front of her. "EEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!" she yelled. "You didn't invite me. I'm pissed." All the guys were clueless as to what she was talking about. Troy just grinned. I turned so red I thought the top of my head was going to pop off. "When?" she asked. "Where, what was it like? How come you didn't call me?" Steve said to her, "What are you freaken' about." She held up my hand and said, "Look!" "So," he replied, "He has a ring, so what?" She grabbed Troy's hand and showed his ring. "He has the same ring," Steve said, "So what?" "You are so naive." She said, "They're wedding rings." I started to bolt. I will never be able to return to this school. How can she do this to me? I thought she understood. I was fiery red and about to explode. Carl, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my arm before I could take two steps. I turned to yell for him to let me go but stopped in my tracks. He was looking directly into my eyes, then he looked at the chair I just jumped out of. He didn't say anything. He didn't have to. I knew what he wanted. Let me tell you about Carl. He is 6' 8" and weights 300+. Everyone at school, including teachers, is afraid of him. You just naturally do what he says. What most people don't know is he is a gentle giant. He is soft spoken and never intentionally would hurt someone. Well, except when he is playing football, even then it would not be on purpose. I'm not sure but I think his position is called center. His eyes came back to mine. He had a gentle but firm look. I took a deep breath, let it out, and sat back down. "Anybody fucks with you," he said softly, "they fuck with me. Got it?" Troy grabbed my hands, pulled them to his mouth and kissed them. He then said, "It will be alright. No one will bother you. Trust me." I looked around the rest of the table. Everyone was looking at me. Steve said, "So who did you two get married to?" He was serious. Everyone, including me, howled with laughter. That broke the tension that was building in me. `Oh well,' I thought, `it's too late now. Everyone that is important to me knows I'm gay.' You can't imagine how that thought liberated me. I use to be worried that once people found out they would pick on me. With Carl on my side I am sure that will not happen. Don't get me wrong, people made comments, some snide remarks, but mostly people were supportive. I am sure the comments behind my back were not very nice but I heard very little of that. During 8th period (we have 9 periods a day) I was called to the office. When I got there Troy was sitting waiting. At first I was worried something happened to Mary or John. "What's going on?" I asked him. He just shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know I was called to the office." The principal called us both into his office. The chairs across the desk from him were usually next to each other but they had been moved about 3 feet apart. I thought it was odd. "I'm giving both of you 5 days in school suspension." He started. "Your behavior has been very disruptive." I wondered what behavior he was talking about. We had not done anything. "That means you cannot play Friday night. The suspension carries over until Monday." He said to Troy. Troy looked like someone had stabbed him in the chest. "What are you talking about?" I asked, "What behavior?" "Your unnatural display." The principal said. "You are not to wear those rings in school." "Then you must stop everyone from wearing rings." I said. Troy didn't say anything. He was busy sending a text. "It has nothing to do with wearing rings." He said, "It is your unnatural association which is illegal. You probably will go to jail. You should go to jail." "There is nothing illegal." I said, my anger building, "We are legally married, with our parents' consent." His secretary buzzed his desk and said, "You need to take this call right away. It is the father of one of the boys you have in your office." "Principal Britton." He answered. "Yes, he is given in-school suspension for disruptive behavior." There was a long pause which I assume he was listening to what John was saying. "Well mister lawyer you do whatever you wish but this is my school and I say what is disruptive." When he finished talking and hung up the phone he said to us, "You are to leave this campus immediately. When you come to school tomorrow you will go straight to the detention room. Your classwork will be brought to you. And if you have those rings on I will expel you." He pointed to the door, "Leave." I went to ninth period study hall. Too many kids depend on my help. I think Troy went to football practice. Is there any faster news service than in a high school? Everyone in there already knew what took place in the principal's office. They were surprised I came to class but everyone, I mean everyone, including the teacher said how much they supported me. There was already rumor spreading about having a sit in tomorrow in the hallways. I was so worried I would be ostracized for being gay. I kept visualizing being pushed and shoved, hit and kicked but never in my mind would I see ever being supported. We truly have an exceptional school. Yes in the next few weeks there were kids who called me names and made derogatory remarks but they were shut down immediately by others kids. Part of that support I think was because Troy was looked up to by most of the students but it was also because the students saw that I helped others. I was still working with kids after school in the cafeteria when Troy came in from football practice. He pointed to me and then the door. I smiled, finished with the kid I was helping and picked up my backpack and left. We picked John up. As soon as he was in the car he said, "There is a special meeting of the school board tonight. Their lawyer is going to be there. I have already talked to Nate at our firm. He specializes in school district law." They dropped me off at the hospital to do rounds. Evidently John had talked to Keith. Again he asked me to test out and start Baylor in January. I didn't want to go without Troy. He also said he would be at the special meeting tonight. The school board was shocked at how many people heard about the meeting and were there. About 60% was on our side and 40% were not. It became evident that most of those who were against us were from the principal's Baptist church. I can't tell you how many times I heard "Man shall not lie with man." Most of those on our side said it was not the schools responsibility to regulate marriage. The school board's lawyer said it was in the realm of the principals duties to regulate disruptive behavior. In the end the school board did nothing. The next morning we were in the cafeteria like usual. There were a lot more kids than normal. The five minute bell rang and everyone picked up their things and headed to class. I didn't know what I was going to do. It was decided for me when I got to the hallway. No one could walk down the hall. Every square inch had someone sitting. They were butt to butt, shoulder to shoulder as far as you could see down the hall. The teachers stood in doorways telling the kids to get up and go to class. No one moved. The principal announced everyone would be counted tardy if they did not get up and go to class. No one moved. Even kids who made snide remarks to me sat in place. I found out later that even though they were against my lifestyle they did not feel it was disruptive. It was the principal that was disruptive. Second period bells rang and they were still in place. The police were called in. A sergeant asked what was going on. A kid near the doorway said, "We're staying until the principal leaves." I can't believe the sergeant walked around the outside of the school to the office door, went in, came out into the hallway escorting the principal. "Excuse me," the sergeant said, "Let us out." Everybody stood up and made room for them. He walked the principal out the front door. The cheer was so loud my ears hurt. The kids then went to second period. The principal was never liked by most of the students. He was a jerk who had his favorites but picked on everyone else. As the halls cleared I didn't know what to do. Should I go to detention or second period class? I went to second period. I walked in and sat down. I expected turmoil. There was none. The teacher started teaching. The kids acted like normal. Everything was normal up until lunch time. The rumor mill was churning fast. Rumor was the principal had been fired, an injunction had been filed stopping Troy and my suspension until a court hearing and the First Vice-principal was now in charge. Everyone loved that one because he was funny and liked by all the kids. At lunch time we were all in our normal places when Mister Morrison, the First Vice-principal came in, looked around and then walked our direction. I about shit my pants. Of course I turned red, what did you expect? He pulled a chair from another table to the end of our table. As he sat down he looked directly at Sherrie and said, "Hey guys, how's it going?" The only one to reply was Sherrie. "It's hangin'." If possible I turned redder. I also stopped breathing. "I know the rumors have been flying." He started, "But here are the facts. The principal has not been fired. He is on administrative leave until the board meets on what to do. I am sure he will not be returning to this school. No, I have not been promoted. I am temporarily in the position. I rescinded your suspension. An hour later I received a court order to put it on hold until the court date. I have since notified Troy's father's law firm that it has been rescinded and they withdrew the injunction." Steve jumped, pumped his fist in the air and yelled, "Yessssssss!" Mister Morrison jumped up, pumped his fist in the air and mimicked Steve, "YES!" The whole cafeteria went nuts. As nervous as I was even I had to laugh. No wonder he is so popular with the kids. I worked with kids in the cafeteria while Troy was at practice. I finished before him today so I went to the locker room to wait. The smell hit me as soon as I walked in the door. There is nothing like the scent of male hormones and believe me there was plenty to smell in the locker room. I got so hard so quick it is a wonder I didn't pass out from all the blood loss. There couldn't be much left in my body because it was all in my hard dick. I was still near the door when the players started coming in. The second one in patted my butt. It wasn't sexual. It wasn't a hard smack, just a little tap-tap. That started it. Every guy after him gave me a tap-tap on the butt. I was enjoying it. That was until Troy came in and saw what was going on. "HEY!" he yelled, "That's mine, keep your hands off." They all turned to look at him. I turned. He had this big smile on his face. He had his uniform on and was carrying his helmet. It might have been all the testosterone in the room but I couldn't stop myself. I ran and jumped. He had no choice but to catch me. His left hand was on my butt, his right across my back still holding the helmet. My legs wrapped around his waist. The hardness of his shoulder pads, the thickness from his hip pads added to my desire. Putting my hands behind his head I pulled him into a kiss. My tongue immediately pushed its way into his mouth. I didn't even realize everyone was watching us. Being consumed by lust has a tendency to make you forget where you are. As his tongue fought to take control I humped my hard dick into his abs. As I shuddered from my climax someone hooted, then the whole room was hooting and hollering. It was too late. I was in the throes of ecstasy. As I finished I dropped my head onto his shoulder pads gasping for air. It became dead quite in the room. One guy started clapping, then two, then three. Pretty soon everyone was clapping. Embarrassed. No, that is too mild of a word but it didn't last long. I thought I could show my love for Troy to the world and that made everything okay. Troy did not shower. He changed into his street clothes. I went out to wait in the car. I was too embarrassed to wait in the locker room. Besides I was worried seeing all those naked guys would make me do something stupid again. Troy dropped me off at the hospital so I could do rounds. I told him I would text him when I was finished. He was going to see his mom at the rehab center. Because of the school board meeting last night I didn't get to see her but Troy did. I was late so I caught up with them at the second room. As I walked in everything stopped. They looked at me and yes, I blushed. I hate that. Doctor Patterson said, "I hear you got the principal arrested for disrupting the school." More red, oh yes, very much more. Everyone laughed, even the patient. We finished rounds and I texted Troy to pick me up. As I stood out front waiting for him the intern who was my friend came out. "I am so happy for you." He said as he gave me a hug. "I hope someday I can have that." Troy drove up while we were hugging. He gave me a questioning look through the windshield. As soon as I was in the car he said, "What was that?" "What?" I said and smiled. I think he was a little jealous. He just sat there. We were in the middle of the driveway and he didn't move. "Let's go." I said still smiling at him. He didn't move. A car pulled up behind us. "Fine!" he said, "I guess I deserve that." He put the car in gear and started driving. "He was just congratulating me." I said, "He is happy for us. He hopes someday he can have what we have." Troy smiled. The grin said he was proud of what we have. If you have any comments about this story, please send them to: godia_forit@yahoo.com Because I write multiple stories please put the name of the story in the Subject line.